1. |
Litmus (feat. Merkeba)
02:58
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Can’t live in the moment
Thas why I live in the potions
My brain the best when slowest
The pussy just a bonus
I heard the prettiest pearls in abyss of oceans
I’m tired of eatin fish that’s sit within the cripest surface
Used to hold my kin when they was foldin
Now my kin erodin
Everyone appear opponent once upon a time I was not tryna find fights in every living moment
Move like, I know the bag is in the quotients
Im restless, body can’t keep up with my brains pace
Pollo trotting triple digi can’t keep up with my namesake
Can’t keep up when the flame fake
Still paralyzed from game day
Niggas scared to put life on line
But they still whine for the same pay
This bad blood might mame me
No forgiveness our common ground
Me and enemies got the same hate
Only thing that I know aint fake
If you would really kill me I respect it
Nothing worse than cowardice when tongue behind it reckless
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2. |
GYK
02:53
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Keep it real, it’s a lot of things
that could get you killed
X2
In the crib, dolo gettin lit, polo gettin hit
I’m with my bitch I can’t trust big big
Cause these niggas bitch
Cross my back, like my old friend
None my niggas snitched
Had me lit, all them niggas switched
Every nigga switch
Only prove, ima 1 of 1, in the only one
On my cock, at the mountain I’m the lonely one
I miss teen, i was young and dumb, I was jus tryna cum
I miss teen, Thas my brother blood, like my momma son
Yea, give no fuck give no fuck give no fuck fuck
X2
i can’t lie, finna duck, to stay alive yea
i can’t lie, finna duck, I can’t die yet
Keep it real, it’s a lot of things
that could get you killed
X2
Reckless livin I might get myself killed yea
On the road switching lanes need a fill yea
Can’t sit still, i love fightin with my wife
I know that ain’t nothing wrong I’m jus lookin for a gripe
I’ve made mistakes that I can’t take back
Yea I hate that
Lost some best friends over other lost friends
Perrin forward tryna see when loss ends
Perrin forward tryna see what cost lends
I don’t want anything that I have
And everything I need feels so fuckin out of reach
Fingers keep contort as I’m still tryna grab
My biggest passion starting to feel like larger feat
I hate when niggas leach
I hate when niggas ask for plates but they too fuckin scared to eat
Don’t no one keep shit 100 let alone keep it a mil
Punching walls in apartment haven’t yet learned how to deal
It’s a lotta things that could get you killed
Keep it real, it’s a lot of things
that could get you killed
X2
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3. |
Fate
03:03
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Silver sutures shoot for second
First is for the future
These bitches pretty but I’m cuter
You can’t shoot the shooter
I’m at hooters for the wings I see titties everyday
I can get em any way
Theydies love my pretty face
Pills pass in this little plastic
Ima little spastic
All my albums 10 toes down nigga I don’t make no brittle classics
This is the in the bag shit
Double up my dashboard
V6 pass more
Face card passport
Yea titties is necessity but I still like ass more
Cards in this pigskin
Cashmere cashmore
Me and writers block back inside the octagon
Feel like octomom, niggas is my sons
Stealing swag again, they know that I’m the one
Ain’t nobody did horny like me yet
Cause they don’t live it like I live it nigga
3somes 4some five feelin different nigha
Getting what I’m giving nigga
Not a single instance nigga
I do not believe in most of my peers
Niggas ain’t gave me a reason to how you still in the same place after whole five years
That single playlist placement don’t make you A-list
Yea I’m hatin, I pocket watch too
Frustrated with myself but still glad that I’m not you
Glad I’m not you
Don’t succumb to the plight
Frustrated nights when I can’t get the mix right
Lay in bed stare at ceiling I got blank eyes
My wife think I’m mad at her turn her head n cry
Women be crying that shit is crazy
That shit look exhausting I don’t cry cause I’m lazy
I’m a man invincible notes to the author
Autobiographies is all I got to offer
Early Times talker too broke for jonnie Walker
Whiskey or da wine cause i drank all my Bacardi
21 in quarantine I ain’t get to party
I remember this tall nigha in middle school who wore Ed hardy
That niggas in the nhl now
Funny how when u a kid u can tell how
Some nighas meant to achieve
And some niggas born to disappear into the breeze
Not everyone can be great
I believe in fate
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4. |
11 Mile
01:48
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See me ^at the Pity party cant stop dancing in this bitch
Frustrated with my peers catch me rantin in this bitch
Lost some people who immoral said they cant be in this bitch
Caught a lotta men slipping like Chris Hansen in this bitch
I been running so long see me panting in this bitch
Them shadows like usain if you give me power
Forget to love find a new hate every hour
I don’t respect two types of folk, rapists and cowards
Monster mashing in September with remembrance of a death
A death that didn’t happen but would’ve been on my hands
Wouldn’t that put that on my mans
And Wouldn’t put that on no foe
Put that shit inside my conscious said I’d never love no hoe
Agaaain
Heart don’t break it just bend n shit
Deal with it different two stepping with my pen n shit
My life just started I ain’t even passed go so I can’t end the shit
Hit FL surfing through the sends n shit
That’s for all my producers nigga
That’s my heaven man heavensent bredrin piles
Used to eat stoeffers Southfield apartment on 11 mile
Back when I was fucking with that girl off of seven mile
I wonder if she doin good
I wonder if she out the hood
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5. |
CC (feat. Kaio.)
02:36
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Climate chains
They gone make the climate change
Yo bih like my diamond rings
I aint got no diamond rings
Dance with duffles I copped a couple
Triple double when it come to duffy
Freshman year no car on campus
Had to hustle pills off the huffy
Gotta do what you gotta do
When you down bad n your bank is nothing
Bloodshed before i ever lose
You either take a risk or you stay on rookie
I’m sellin pills in the battlefield
Finna put steal on a tattle tale
Feds done slid so I had to peel
Biggest scare I could had for real
When the day comes that I’m clapping 12
I wonder how my dad’ll feel
Tired of old whips with the rattle wheel
I wonder how that jag’ll feel
British milf with the bag appeal
Cougars bih with the jag appeal
Rob Apollo been gettin branded
I’m startin feel how the cattle feel
Inna Macy’s store, finaglin, givenchy diamonds fix how I feel
All of my niggas know how to steal
None of my niggas know how to heal
Paaaiin in my chest haaate in my heart yea yea
Aim for the rest, paaaidd from the start
Yea yea
I got a JR with a AR
For the niggas thinking that they hard
I Think you niggas got State Farm
Cause you be safe where the Jakes are
No hands I’ll fuck his face card
Send him and 12 to the graveyard
My nigs had nothing given, we wanted shit we had to take ours
02 Honda Civic, we gone treat this bitch like a race car
Yall claim first winnins, but you really just in the pace car
Climate chains
They gone make the climate change
Yo bih like my diamond rings
I aint got no diamond rings
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6. |
Scars / Treason
04:16
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If I got smoke with Smokey go and spar with bear
Hoes in my head I got scars in my Scarlett hair
I got hella love for my home because I started there
Still anxious to go cause I was starving there
Im not sure if I’ve grown like them clothes fit
It wasn’t hoes shit switched when my bro’s split
Mindset stuck in escrow when the code switched
Scales shown, old souls made my nose twitch
Yea, yea, I’m in the ocean
Only island I could climb was in devotion
Only solace I could find was in the potion
I can’t sit still addicted to the motion
Yea addicted to the motion
This shit so ^crazy
I can’t lie I want split
Ima die cause of this
Ima split
Lil sister mean as hell just like me, I’m so proud of her
Homebound starin at my C, I got a lot of hurt
Tryna talk it out in therapy, I got a lot to purge
But I can’t hear nothing, just a lot of words
Yea, I been anxious and exhausted
Anything to cope I’m turnin borderline agnostic
My baby love me daily even tho I be obnoxious
I wish she was here with me I’m fighting while I’m blinded
Bedroom at my mommas, it got clutches on my conscience
nightmare full of reminders hella pain in my pajamas
Used to rain hate and drama here before I was in college
It’s time face what I was scared to acknowledge
This shit so ^crazy
I can’t lie I want split
Ima die cause of this
Ima split
I relive all the pain when I’m back home
I relive everything when I’m back home
After all this shit feelin blessed is tough
Took alot of my faith i hope the rest enough
Yea, I hope they left enough
You take hope from a nigga all he’s left is stuck
Is looking out for yourself really treason
Disregarded disrespected every word that I spoke was beaten
Who wouldn’tve did what I did if that’s how they was treated
All them empty claims you can go and keep it/
Niggas love to make they bed and then bitch about it
Yea, I ain’t do shit about it
You wanted my opinion gone so bad now it’s gone and it seems like you ain’t shit without it/
At least that’s what I’m tellin myself
Healing sadness with anger I’ve made hell for myself
Left with nothing but spite im a shell of myself
Reminisce the better times at the shell on the belt/
Before assaults made like niggas couldn’t tell how I felt
Burns left from old friends and the words that they said
Spewing bullshit about me without no consequence
Lies spread and disrespect still sit in my head/
How you push me to leave, then get mad when I leave
Sayin that ima traitor when I gave everything
I ain’t quit on no team, there was never no team
Niggas hated eachother Nd they fasho hated me/
I’ve learned that the worst hate comes from losses of love
I already lost club thought that loss was enough
Now I cant even talk to kaio without bringing it up
Spend hours reminiscing all the losses and dubs
But making us feel regretful is all that it does
Yea, old boy old boy yea
OldBoy I just wanna forget
Cause these wounds too deep I can’t heal from this shit
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7. |
Spirits (feat. Merkeba)
02:35
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Perfect my vision the year that my fear in
2 thousand 20 been clearing
My body is full of these spirits that speak to my spirit
im stearin away from my love and my merit
I’m lost, I pray for nights I start tearin
That stream is forgiving yourself for your feelings
Can’t forgive self for like none of my feelings
The reason im four years behind on my healin
I look in the mirror, I don’t see regret
I see a nigga who cannot move on from shit
Fuck forgive and fuck forget
I’d be better off if I never met that b—
Difficult sitch
Say the wrong words its a digital ditch
I’m missin my miss
Her and these songs keep me slipping from this
I skip in this mist
Dip in abyss for a feeling of hemi
Stevie my vision I’m speedin to jenis
Don’t harvest the harm, the meetins to mend me
Its lov-in the shots needed to calm the yelling
Whose tug-gin done got me when damage too heavy
Too much lust for thotties who land you in jelly
Move up in this hottie im landim too deadly
Identity’s a popularity contest I’m in seventh place
Perfect resume at heavens gates, still denied a place
My veil too transparent, through the silk they saw a hellish face
Born in prison, dellin hate
Phallus forges felons fait
I’m jealous wait, I’m privileged more
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8. |
Distractions
02:28
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Wake up anxious, go to bed depressed
hit reset, then I do that shit again
Finna do that shit again yea
Finna do that shit again
I’m 21 n broke shit how you think that feel
Hella years n no smoke it’s a broken deal
Hella years from that hoe and I still ain’t healed
And if I’m being frank, I’m not sure I ever will
Alcohol abuse on the rise I been drunk four nights in a row Niggah
I miss home nigga
I wanna be alone nigga
I miss bein alone
My favorite place to be is sitting in my car alone
You never really all alone when you share a home
I can’t think with these distractions that are all around
I love you baby but I can’t think when you come around
I ain’t mad at you babygirl I’m frustrated
Cause you need a lot my time and I hate patience
I love you like the most but I like freedom too
But when I bring it up you think I mean wanna be free from you
That ain’t quite the truth
I can’t fight with you
I’m tired of causin hurt
And I’m way too scared to put me first
I can’t put me first
My favorite place to be is sitting in my car alone
You never really all alone when you share a home
I can’t think with these distractions that are all around
I love you baby but I can’t think when you come around
Hyper focused on what I can do for you
How I can help, how I can serve n what’s the right words
I can never turn my back if you look scared
I can never turn my back on you
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9. |
Ferndale v2
03:25
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Ima douche bag, and when you fell in love wit me girl you knew that
Try my hardest never change its really too bad
I still love you more than anything that you had
That you had
Ima wife ima thot ima lot of things
Still broke we gone see what that comma brings
I hope I don’t change but I can’t promise things
I got a lot of range
I hope I don’t fuck this up from what the drama brings
I done came a long way from the Obama days
When I used to see my family on holidays
Recording songs in the basement get the ramen ate
When I had friends who I’d never hate
Feelings that I used to feel
Question if I ever healed
Readin old songs that I wrote when I was seventeen
So unsettling
I remember nights that was heavenly
I guess the strongest memories of better things
Civic slidin down on 9 mile
Them nights turned me to the person I am right now
Most my hate for old friends come out of spite now
Tongue bloody from the times that I bite down
Damn near bit that mothafucka off
When you don’t hold your own cards you can’t mothafuckin talk
Yea, One move and it’s a bluff
I can’t do that I hate when talk tough and they can’t back it up
My bitch worried she ain’t bad enough
I should stop talkin other girls when she’s had it rough
She break down again I’m worried I ain’t sad enough
Headaches I guess I’ve had enough
I seen so many tears from lovers it ain’t nothin no mo
I seen so many open wounds I can’t duck em no
I seen so many close to tombs I can’t tuck em no mo
I seen so many open wombs I can’t fuck em no i don’t fuck after show, get the cash and my coat
Duck em fast never slow, I’m an ass and I know
Always mad for no reason, my baby calmin me down
Still love pussy from insta, shit it’s callin me now
Ima douche bag, and when you fell in love wit me girl you knew that
Try my hardest never change its really too bad
I still love you more than anything that you had
That you had
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10. |
Blame
02:18
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I can’t change who I am would if I could
Hate that I choose jealous when the shove come to push
Hate that I choose anger over sadness when I shouldn’t
Look me in the eyes and say what you did you couldn’t
I judge people like I run the central bookin
Someone that needed me I used to be lookin
Then when I took it dat shit fucked my whole shit up
I could barely get up, I couldn’t even take blame
I could not take shame, it’s so easy place blame all on another person
It’s so easy to blame them for all your hurtin
I’m sorry that I said I’d always be there when I wouldn’t
I might fuck around and mail elina her ring back
Fist well up from good memories it bring back
Fist well up from bad memories it bring back
Every time I try to make shit better it’s a dead end
The ones I hate the most still love my best friend
Maybe that nigga hates me the same as them
Dat shit make me scared to even try to talk to him
Maybe chances slim, maybe chances great
Maybe this is fate maybe this is what it take
No matter how many times I try to forgive
Or forget, I cannot let blood let
Still remember blood shed
Still remember same team
I could never forget summer 2018
Back when I was nineteen
And it still felt like love even with the fighting
Lotta blood lost a lot still there
Swear I don’t but I know that I still care
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11. |
19 (Demo)
02:20
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12. |
Catalpa
02:05
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ROB APOLLO St. Louis, Missouri
Alternative Rap, releasing under two names
"Rob Apollo" for digital debauchery
"Saint Hades" for unpolished self reflection.
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